Wen Muyue was covering his head, he actually remembered something, he actually remembered, as his cultivation became deeper and deeper, Wen Muyue remembered that he had died, and that person was his master, but ...... It doesn't matter, my life is Shizun's, and it doesn't matter how Shizun wants to take it.

But this time, Wen Muyue saw another part of his memory in his mind, he saw bones all over the ground, all of them were dyed red by blood mist, and the people in the village where he lived fell down one by one, with fear in their eyes, looking at the pure white figure standing in a blood mist.

That man...... It was his master, still wearing a white robe, the whole person looked sacrosanct, his face was cold and indifferent, and he was followed by a hideous beast, and everywhere he passed was death and the misery of life. He saw familiar figures fall one by one, some grandmothers who were kind to him, and some ...... The very good friends who used to play with him, the innkeeper couple who adopted him for a while, and many people......

Wen Muyue's painful head was about to explode, and his whole body was curled up on the ground, his forehead was bruised, and his voice was hoarse.

Eventually, when all the voices were calm.

Wen Muyue slowly raised her eyes to look at Xu Yingfeng, her eyes were gloomy.

"What do you want?"

……

The next day, Shen Meng came from meditation and woke up, and directly inquired about Wen Muyue's blackening value and favorability value......

- Drop, the male protagonist's favorability value is -10, the current favorability value is 60, the blackening value is +70, and the current favorability value is 80.

This made Shen Meng a little surprised, not because of anything else, because this favorability value is not very scientific, Wen Muyue should have seen all her memories, and she must have also seen the scene she created with her illusion that she killed the whole village, then she will know that she, the master, is actually an enemy, and picking him up is just for his body, treating him as a furnace, and the end of the furnace is only a dead end, and his soul is scattered.

Shen Meng felt that it would be good if the favorability value did not become negative, but he didn't expect it...... There were still 60.

This can't help but make Shen Meng feel that sure enough, this baby still has a bit of a conscience, although the blackening value is already as high as 80.

Just as Shen Meng was thinking, there was a knock on the door, and he heard Muyue's voice.

"Master." Wen Muyue's voice sounded the same as in normal days, very respectful and docile, without the slightest abnormality, holding the boiled porridge in his hand, exuding a faint fragrance, and smelling it, he felt his index finger move.

Shen Meng looked at the things in the bowl, the porridge was still a good porridge, but with a little ingredients, this kind of thing was colorless and tasteless, it was a very rare poison in the cultivation realm, this was the only person who could hurt her with half a foot in the immortal realm, this kind of thing could eat away at her little by little, without noticing.

Shen Meng raised his eyes to look at Wen Muyue, and a shallow smile appeared on his usually cold face, as if a glacier was melting, and then he drank the porridge in Wen Muyue's hand.

Tsk, what a good apprentice.

Wen Muyue looked at the smile on Shen Meng's face, and only felt a little in a trance, almost thinking that Shen Meng knew and knew everything, but if he knew, how could he drink it.

At that moment just now, Wen Muyue even wanted to go up and ask Shen Meng.

- Master, have you ever been sincere to me?